So, I did a thing...
Thank you so much @mypillowpaper for bringing my baby girl Aria and her man to life!
This turned out amazing! And just in time for what's to come from them!
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So, I did a thing...
Thank you so much @mypillowpaper for bringing my baby girl Aria and her man to life!
This turned out amazing! And just in time for what's to come from them!

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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The Red String of Fate is up now on AO3!
Summary: “Legend has it, there is an invisible red thread that connects us to those we are destined to meet. Regardless of time, place, or circumstances, the thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.” Leon Kennedy never put much faith in fate. Fate never stopped an outbreak, brought back the dead, or saved the people he could not. Aria stopped believing in fate a long time ago. As far as she was concerned, survival always came at someone else's expense, and loving someone only gave the world another way to hurt her. And yet, their paths continued to cross. It seemed that the harder they tried to run from each other, the more they ended up back together. Maybe it was fate. Or maybe, despite everything, they kept choosing the road that led them back to each other.
Total Words: 6.7k words
Snippet: “What’s in the envelope?” He asked. She pursed her lips as she observed him. “Something people shouldn’t have.” “That all you’re giving me?” The woman nodded. “Is that going to be a problem?” Leon thought for a moment. He knew what his job had been when he had landed in Brașov but as he continued to observe the woman his brow furrowed. Finally, he shook his head. “Not this time.” Her face softened a fraction before she nodded and turned away. She moved to step out into the street but paused one more time. Leon watched her, waiting for whatever was coming next. The woman turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. Her eyes dropped to his chest and then back up to his face. “You look much better without the tie.” And then she was gone, lost in the fog of the Romanian winter. Leon couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. He looked where the woman had gone for a second longer. “Yeah, you really are Trouble.”
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I've done it! I finally finished the first chapter of my kennekole fic! 🤩
A small snippet
Woke up and decided to warm up with a little writing exercise. Decided to leave it ambiguous because I was thinking about the thread that connects all of my girls and their men together...
To the world, she was difficult. She was problematic and impossible. She was a tangle of emotion and hurt, held under layers of closely guarded secrets. She had secured each one away with an intricate lock of fire and fury, of want and desire, of sadness and heartache. She held her secrets close, allowing no other to see them. Allowing no other to touch them. She had made a promise to herself years ago that she would never be weak again. She would never break again. But she allowed him in. She allowed him to see her. She allowed him to touch her. In the quiet moments they were able to steal alone together, she allowed him to truly see her for who — and what — she was. Damaged in places that would never fully heal. Scarred deep in her soul. Scared of the possibility of being left alone, forgotten by those she loved, deemed too difficult to love in the end. And when he reached for her, he reached as a man who loved her. Not a man who wanted to cage her, or fix her, or hold her down. Just a man who wanted to embrace her, and kiss her, and whisper to her… “It’s okay. You can finally rest with me now.”
Thinking about posting something a little different than my usual soon...
Thinking about Leon Kennedy... That's it, that's the post.

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Talk 2 me abt aria pls I beg. What's her favorite food, color, meal to cook with Leon, how many pets will they get, hybrid omegaverse theories, what color do they paint their bedroom, how often does she sing in the shower, what is her favorite shade of nail polish? I want to know everything!!!!!!!!!!!
Omg, Idk how long I stared at the page just drawing a blank. Over here yapping in DMs about Aria but ask me specific questions about my baby girl??? Nothing. Silence.
Ok, I got my shit together. Here we go. Oh, also, I added pictures!
Why the hell have I been envisioning Leon as a wolf hybrid for the last two hours??
Bout to chase these damn plot bunnies around the house with a rolled up newspaper
I want to yap more about Aria... the Leon brainrot is getting ridiculous and I don't talk about them enough (or at all)...
I'm feeling better from my sickness, and I guess maybe the brain fog was tied to that because now I'm itching to write.